Tuesday, November 21, 2006

in which i remember...

about six years ago, my husbandwas late getting home from workand i was getting worried and frustratedand annoyed and all those good things...a little late turned into a lot latewith no phone call and i was starting to getreally worried/agitated...

i put the kids to bed (they were about one and four, or so)and called 411 (which is the information here)to find the number of a friend of my husband...the conversation went like this:

hahaha! oh, i'm laughing out loud. you painted a vivid picture. ha! i won't even tell you about the time i got lost out in the fog on the lake in a kayak and my mom called search and rescue. aahh! i'm still embarrassed about that one!

Oh, I can well imagine the horrified embarrassment of it all. My cat scared the heck out of me one night and my scream prompted a neighbor to call the police, who in turn wanted to look around to make sure all was well. I felt like a big ol' idiot.